No one knows what exactly happened in the Tianyin Pavilion of Liuyun Tower on the Lantern Festival night.
But everyone knows that His Majesty wrote a poem called "Shengcha Zi, Yuan Xi" that night.
It was certainly an excellent poem. That very night, the poem spread throughout Guanyun City and became a portrayal of the feelings of countless resentful men and infatuated women.
Fu Xiaoguan didn't know that his fat father lived next door, and he didn't know that his fat father asked him for such a poem two days ago in order to pick up a woman.
The officials asked him to write a poem, and he just recited the poem, which ruined his father's good deeds.
The next day, Wei Sanniang went to Tianyin Pavilion in person, and saw two empty bottles and ten bottles of wine that were missing!
There was a bed in Tianyin Pavilion, but nothing on the bed showed any signs of having been moved.
So the fat guy failed?
Come to think of it, at such an old age and having drunk so much, how could he still have any fighting power?
On the next day, at the time of Si, the thick fog had not yet dissipated when Yu Wenyun saw her mother returning slowly.
The Queen Mother looked a little tired.
His hair was a little messy and his eyes were a little wandering.
Even that smile seemed forced.
There even seemed to be faint traces of tears on his face, and a faint smell of alcohol on his body.
What happened to the Queen Mother?
"I met an old friend yesterday. We spent the whole night chatting and watching the stars in Liluoyuan."
"Does the Queen Mother have any old friends here?"
"Yes, I met him in Jinling before, but we haven't been in touch for a long time, so he didn't come home last night."
"Oh...does she need my daughter to look after her?"
Queen Shang smiled faintly, "You, just take care of yourself. Mother has to go. I've been away for a long time and spent the New Year in the Wu Dynasty. It's time to go back."
"...When will mother come to see her daughter again?"
"have no idea."
The answer was that Queen Shang really didn’t know, and she didn’t know what to do next.
That damn fat guy!
Queen Shang cursed the fat man fiercely in her heart and then left.
But the fat man was lying on the wet grass, laughing loudly, laughing recklessly, "My spring is coming!"
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No one knows whether the fat man's spring has arrived, but now all the civil and military officials in the court know one thing - their majesty, Emperor Xuande, has recently been competing with pigs.
Since the beginning of February, when Peng Fang, the assistant minister of agriculture, bought 20 piglets from a farmer, the emperor would rush to the Ministry of Works as soon as the court meeting ended every day.
A new pig house was built next to the Ministry of Works, and Peng Fang personally raised the pigs because he did not believe that His Majesty could make the pork taste good.
On this day, Fu Xiaoguan ran to the Ministry of Works after the court meeting, which made Zhuo and his party a little confused. Although the main government decrees have been determined and are all issued and implemented through the three provinces, it is really unbecoming for you, the emperor, to go raise pigs.
So, Zhuo and his group, Nangong Yiyu and Shangshu Ling Meng Changping discussed it and decided to go and take a look.
When the three of them arrived in front of the pigsty, they heard the screams of the piglets!
No way, could Your Majesty have killed those little piglets?
It’s better to kill him, so that Your Majesty won’t go astray!
But when they turned a corner, they saw many officials from the Ministry of Works gathered around the pigsty.
The three of them walked over quickly and looked around.
Fu Xiaoguan was holding a piglet with his left hand and holding a bloody dagger in his right hand.
Peng Fang was squatting opposite him, and he was saying to Peng Fang: "These are castrated pigs, no matter whether they are male or female, cut off their parts..." As he said this, he turned his head and glanced at Liu Jin who was squatting beside him. Liu Jin only felt his crotch become even colder, and he couldn't help but squeeze his thighs together.
"This job is easy. Pigs are very resilient and won't die easily. After being castrated like this, they will grow faster and the pork won't have any peculiar smell. I'll castrate another one for you to see, and you can handle it yourself later."
As Zhuo and his group watched in shock, Fu Xiaoguan raised his knife and explained, "The incision must be as small as possible to squeeze out this thing. The spermatic cord must be pulled out and cut..."
"Just like this. Pay attention to the cleanliness of the pig house. Otherwise, it will cause inflammation and cause trouble. Okay, you try it."
Fu Xiaoguan handed the dagger to Peng Fang and went to the pool next to him. Liu Jin quickly fetched some water and handed Fu Xiaoguan a bar of soap.
This guy is getting better and better, that's great.
"Liu Jin."
"The servant is here."
"Make arrangements and go out tomorrow."
"...Where is the Emperor going?"
"Liluoyuan National Academy of Sciences."
"I obey your command."
A piglet screamed, and Fu Xiaoguan walked over, only to see Zhuo and his three companions staring at him.
He grinned and looked down at the piglet on the ground. Poor thing, he was probably not going to survive.
"Remember, find the spot first, then make only one cut, small and sharp..."
Peng Fang's heart was about to jump out of his chest. He caught another piglet from the pigsty, thought carefully about what His Majesty had just done, and with a knife he pulled and cut - it seemed to work?
"Not bad, not bad, that's it. I'll leave the rest to you. I'll come back and take a look in a couple of days."
Fu Xiaoguan took the three ministers out of the pigsty, but the officials from the Ministry of Works remained.
This method is amazing. Will the pigs raised in this way really have no smell?
"Let me tell you, it's about the national economy and the people's livelihood. Let the people eat meat, have meat to eat every day, that's the people's livelihood!"
Sitting in the imperial study, Liu Jin knelt beside him to make tea. Fu Xiaoguan faced the reproach of Zhuo and his group and spoke righteously.
"As long as this method is promoted nationwide, the time it takes to market a pig... How long does it take to market a pig now?"
Who the hell knows this?
The three prime ministers looked at each other in bewilderment. Fu Xiaoguan took a look and said, "Look, you don't know either. For example, if it used to take a year for a pig to be ready for slaughter and grow to 200 kilograms..."
"Your Majesty will not grow to more than 200 pounds, at most 150 pounds."
Fu Xiaoguan felt terrible. He stared at Meng Changping and said, "Of course I can't grow to 200 pounds..."
"Okay, 150, but after using my method, it will grow to 150 in about eight months, which can shorten the time by 30%. How much feed can this save? How much more pork can this bring to the market?"
"I tell you, if I hadn't become the emperor, I would have really started raising pigs and built the biggest pig farm. I would have made a fortune!"
No one could understand, but after hearing him say this with such confidence, the three prime ministers found it difficult to object - this was truly for the people's livelihood. If there was more pork in the market, the price would be even cheaper, and the people might really be able to eat some pork every now and then.
Zhuo and his group decided not to discuss the issue of pig farming with Fu Xiaoguan as it would be easy for him to lead them astray.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory has selected a date, the seventh day of the third lunar month, for the grand ceremony of worship."
"...Oh, then we'll arrange it for the seventh day of March. As for changing the name, that's not necessary. It's not important."
"...Your Majesty, you must appoint the Queen and the Imperial Concubine!"
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